The Hikikomori Way Is there nothing more to being alive? Than to work and work and work. Until all our life force is used up and then we return to the dust. Will we die from the shame? We are not better my friends than the birds in the sky at least they fly before the most die. there must be more to our lives - I must know this. But to find out - the welcoming shadowy doubts - I must resist.
Tag: What’s in your hand
Letting Go
Letting Go Why is so hard to let go of the worst of you? Why do we cling to things that mean us no good. We battle the demons that have no power because we holder tighter to things that would devour the progress we made. Why is it so easy to make ourselves small to crawl when we could run to bow when we could stand tall unmovable unbreakable unstoppable.
Hold Fast
Hold Fast Hold fast to the truth the light of the sun the promise of spring to the new bloom to living water that flows from your dreams to the wonder of a child not bitten by life's poison. Hold fast to your self to the truth that never dies to the song in your heart. Hold fast to pure love forgiveness hope obsured by the clouds that part to let it through. Hold fast to those who want the best for you and do the best they can especially when they disappoint you. Hold on to what you have do not lose contact with what makes you, you to what keeps you sane that brings you back again and again from the cold pelting rains. Hold fast and don't let go...
With Your Whole Heart
With Your Whole Heart With your whole heart be yourself see yourself as you truly are. With your whole heart speak your truth tell your story even if no one follows you. With your whole heart give of yourself love with a love that will never end. With your whole heart do not cower but keep fighting with heart and courage. With your whole heart see the beauty under the trembling rot of decay. With your whole heart know thyself and wield your weapon based on your art.
Together?
Together? Apart Together Apart Together... Nothing left to do it's all on you but will we stay true to the dream we both pursue? Apart there is no center where we can both enter on a common stage. On either side we stand with outstreched hands becoming an island that gets love from no one. Together can it be? can we build a bridge so he she thm and none can be we? Too late to be self-sufficent life proves our incompetence and laughs us into impotence. Apart? Together?
We Must Mourn
We Must Mourn We who have suffered a great great lot CRY OUT. For we must mourn. We who have lost our innocence because hate was stronger than love war brought more pleasure than war and because lives became a commodity, so we must mourn. We must hold hands lay down selfish plans gather the ashes of burnt dreams stunted growth and the souls of loved ones gone... and mourn For all those lost we must - call their names pure our voices pour our love as libations to show we are still humans and we must mourn. We must mourn and then when we are done we must get up hands clasped tightly, and fight.
Seeing the Light
It feels sometimes like life is one long sentence that seems to carry no full stop.
You then begin to wonder
at the wisdom of some of your choices
just when you're ready to stop,
you hear a voice telling you,
you're approaching the light.
Nothing is forever.
IS this a positive or negative?
Change is good whether you get what you wanted or not.
It's good to approach your challenges with the knowledge that
change is just around the corner.
This change that will ultimately lead to where you want to go.
Now should we wait to reach the light
To live?
The light is ready to be lit no matter the situation.
A smile to block out the pain,
a word of kindness to erase a wound
thoughtfulness and love to cure all incurables.
These are all
perfect ingredients to see the light,
to be in the light.
When you decide not to hold on for dear life,
maybe then you can live life until you can't.
It never pays to stop
to wonder what road will lead to success,
that vision has been
compromised.
Better to be led by the light.
Close your eyes,
see and trust what you cannot see
with your eyes wide opened.
The less you know of those dark places,
the more likely it is to feel
the power of the sunshine
the wonder of the moon light.
To never wonder at miracles
likely to happen when you stop
looking for all that is wrong and celebrate
that one good thing.
Just think,
this life will never be yours again.
This smile last for only a while,
these hands can only flow for a moment.
Stand straighter
step strong,
move with fluid movements.
celebrate this one good life.
Feel the wind
lift you higher
and no matter what,
don't look down.
Your destiny does not lie in looking down
but flying higher and higher.
No one said the flight would be smooth.
Ride the wave
of the turbulence
laugh in the face
of storms past,
present
and those to come.
Allow the wonder of finally seeing the light to be
the eighth wonder of the world.
Better yet make it the only wonder that counts.
It is hard to begin,
but once you have started to see,
you can glimpse the beauty that was already there.
When you have lost much,
put the brightest and loudest colors on what you have left.
Those are what matter.
When you finally rest in the light,
smile,
you made it.
Finally, you have seen the light.
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